Finn is standing on the other side of the door with wide eyes and crazy hair. Before he says anything, he bundles me into his arms, wrapping them around me tightly. I inhale the calming scent of him and allow myself to take a breath.
He’s here, and nothing will happen.
He cradles my head tenderly. “Are you okay?”
My fingers curl into the back of his hoodie, and I release a long sigh of relief, my eyes closed and body relaxing into him. “I’m glad you’re here.”
I shut the door as Finn asks a thousand questions to the officers about what they’re going to do, but considering we have no cameras and I didn’t see their faces, there isn’t a lot they can do.
“It might be some kids playing tricks,” one officer says, and Finn huffs.
“Are you serious?”
The officer sighs. “We’ll see if there has been anything else going on in the area, but at the moment, all we can suggest is getting a doorbell camera and extra locks. If anything else happens, please call us. We’ll search the area for the time being in case we see anything suspicious.”
Sickness builds in my sternum. “Okay.”
The second they leave, Finn turns towards me with tightened brows and an expression that screams he’s pissed off. “I can’t believe that’s all they can do.”
I shrug. “I didn’t see anyone. What can they do?”
“Something,” Finn grunts as his eyes flick down to the knife I left on the coffee table. He picks it up and sighs. “Do not tell me you were going to fight.”
“I was protecting myself, protecting our baby.”
Finn drags a hand down his face before returning the knife to the kitchen. “You shouldn’t be here alone, Maya. I should take you back to mine.”
“And take everything with us? You live in a house with three guys.”
“They’ll understand.”
“As much as I don’t want to be here, we can’t do that, and you know it.”
Finn sighs. “Then I’m staying. I don’t care what you say.”
My hands wrap around myself as I stare up at him. “I’m sorry for dragging you out here.”
His brows furrow. “Dragging me out here? I want you to call me for these things. I had to know my girls were okay.”
My girls.
I don’t know if I’ll ever get over the sound of that.
My eyes flick down as he walks towards me and cups my jaw. “I-I don’t want to be alone.”
“And I’m not going anywhere,” he says as he tilts my gaze to his. “I’ll sleep on the sofa and stand guard of the door.”
“I don’t know if I’m going to be able to sleep after this,” I sigh.
Finn nods in understanding. “Well, regardless, I’m not leaving. And I meant what I said before, Maya. I want to be here to help out with Skye, and now I definitely want to be here to make sure something like that never happens again. God, I was so scared.”
“I didn’t mean to scare you,” I confess.
“I was fucking terrified, Maya. I barely had my trousers on when I left the house.” His voice is strained.
“I’m sorry.”
Now he looks angry with his clenched forehead and narrowed eyes. “Don’t you dare apologise for something that wasn’t your fault.”
